Nandita fell against him without any resistance, and quickly began to scramble up into his arms and hold onto his lap. She shook violently with fear, with sickness. She needed drugs and a safe space.
"It isn't your fault," said the woman as she took deep breaths to try and keep herself still as well as to stop herself from vomiting again. What did she even have to throw up? Just bile. There was nothing in her stomach. She had been asleep for two weeks.